Chapter 566

Third Person's POV

Johanna tapped Tamsin's palm with a wooden ruler—one, two, three—each strike sharp enough to sting.

Tamsin knew it hurt, but every time Johanna finished, she'd wipe away a silent tear. Tamsin'd flash a grin and tease Johanna with silly faces to make her laugh through her tears.

Tamsin swiped at her own tears, forcing herself to stay strong.

She knew her family had spent eighteen